Seeing the shock in the woman’s eyes, Lin Mubai knew he had bet on the right horse and regained his confidence.

"Wife, the promise to divorce you for that woman was really just temporary. I truly love you, so don’t leave me—I won’t be able to bear it."

Lin Mubai started employing both soft and hard tactics, resorting to a sympathy plea, fully aware that this approach was effective on his wife.

Though even he found this manner unappealing, he didn’t care. No one was watching, and as long as it worked, it didn’t matter.

"Wife, promise me you won’t leave me."

"Wife."

"Wife... wife..."

Despite his confidence, Lin Mubai still felt uneasy. After all, human hearts are the hardest to decipher, and he feared hearing an answer he didn’t want.

In the end, his beloved did not disappoint him: "I won’t leave you, but..."

An Nan deliberately piqued his curiosity.

"But what?" As long as it’s not leaving, everything is negotiable.

"But you have to propose to me. I don’t want to marry you in a muddled way."

So that’s all it was. Lin Mubai instantly felt relieved and nodded vigorously: "Sure, no problem."

"Then it’s settled happily. Once you understand, you should tell everyone we’ve already divorced!"

"Wife, no!"

There are so many lurking people outside targeting his wife that if they find out this woman divorced him, they will surely start plotting. This cannot happen.

An Nan completely ignored his protest and repeated firmly: "I’ll leave this great task to you. You can’t refuse. I’m tired; I want to sleep. Handle it yourself."

"Wife, alright, you sleep."

An Nan indeed felt exhausted and soon fell asleep, while Lin Mubai lay beside her without a trace of sleepiness. What should he do? Should he tell or not? If he tells, he deeply doesn’t want to; if he doesn’t, this woman surely won’t be happy.

Thus, he spent the entire night in agony, unable to sleep.

The next day, naturally, he wore dark circles under his eyes, still dazed when the phone woke him up, further souring his mood.

Sitting on the bed with his phone, he spoke in a low voice despite his irritation: "Speak quickly, what’s the matter?"

Then, anger stiffened his face.

"How do you know?"

"Damn it, hang up."

Lin Mubai hung up the phone, immediately powering it off and tossing it under the pillow. Then he sat there, staring at the sleeping woman in the bed next to his, scratched his head, and pulled the blanket over his head.

On the side, An Nan observed his reactions from start to finish, the corner of her mouth revealing a knowing smile. It must have been Jiang Yu Kai who leaked the news. Of course, such a noisy person would never keep things quiet and do nothing—that’s just who he is.

Indeed, she did it intentionally. Clearly, Rocky would have kept this matter confidential, but she chose the mischievous Jiang Yu Kai, knowing he would let it slip. Her judgment was spot on; as she expected, that busybody spread news of her divorce with Lin Mubai to everyone.